But a short distance from the farm is a Lane; it is a Public Foothpath through the beautiful woodland called Givendale. It is our favourite walk because it is safe for Tess to be off the lead (she has little or no road sense) and we rarely see another person - occasionally deer, often rabbits, sometimes a brown hare but rarely a human.
I was up with the lark this morning, having gone to bed quite early, and so off on our walk by half past eight. I can make it a round trip - in this case call at The Lane for a walk (about half a mile there and back), drive on into town, collect a Guardian news paper (my choice on Saturdays), drive up to the tip (itself a scenic journey through fields full of lambs) with my latest load of old clothes, dishes I no longer want etc., and then back home.
In addition to my newspaper I bought myself an indulgent small chocolate bar and when I got home I made a pot of coffee, ate my bar, drank my coffee and read the paper.
The next time I looked at the clock it was almost midday and time to cook my Jersey Royals with carrots, broccoli and mange tout and two quickly fried fillets of sea bass for lunch.
Here are some photographs of the Lane so that you can enjoy the walk too. The first part is open to fields either side and then it is lined by Givendale Wood. If we could walk far enough (for 'we' read 'I') we could carry on across the fields and eventually arrive back at the farm.
There are patches of pink campion - such a delightful pink - and patches of Lady's Mantle (alchemilla); the trees are coming into leaf and the birds were in full throttle this morning; sadly no cuckoo (although both my son and my daughter in law have heard one this year.)